"Don't worry about it, kitten."

“MMFFF,” shrieks Cass into her gag. Her cheeks are red, her eyes wide with outrage as she sways and struggles in her bonds. Her cuffed wrists are suspended above her head, attached to a convenient hook in the lobby roof. The balls of her feet rest on the scuffed carpet. “MMFF MFF MMMMFFFF!”

Nobody cares what she has to say. The lobby doors are wide open, allowing the whole campus to wander in and see what’s going on. Word has travelled fast.

All Janelle’s done is give Cass a good hard spanking, just as official campus policy prescribes for girls caught wandering around their dormitories without their clothes, and hang her from the ceiling. She’s to be left there all day long. Nude. Helpless. For everyone to see. Learning a valuable lesson about why it’s important to follow the rules.

That’s bad enough. But the rest of the students in the dorms are hardly going to miss a golden opportunity to have some fun at the notorious prankster’s expense.

“MMFFFFF!” mmffs Cass again. Somebody’s spare panties have been jammed in her mouth and held there with duct tape. She’s sweaty, dishevelled, her hair mussed. A clothespin dangles from her right nipple. Obscene slogans have been scrawled in permanent marker across her thighs, face, back. Her ass is bright red. She’s been groped, spanked, fondled again and again.

A couple of film students have set up a camera on a stand a few feet away from her, capturing every second of her humiliation. It’s set to stream live.

“This feels mean.”

“Yeah!” You smile and give Meg’s ass a friendly squeeze. She yelps, shoots you a frosty glare, wriggles closer to you. The two of you are hanging out in the corner, invisible, alternating between making out and watching what’s going on.

“But are you sure… I mean, is this really okay?”

“Look at how wet her pussy is. She likes it!”

“Does she?”

“Some part of her does. Anyway, while it’s very important in real life to get consent and use safewords, I can use my demon magic to ensure we don’t have to worry about it.”

“Wait, isn’t this real life?”

“Don’t worry about it, kitten.” You put a friendly arm around her and kiss her cheek. “Anything else you want to do while we’re here?”

“Well…”

“Go on. Don’t be shy.”